Around each rectangular panel are bands of opalescent cabochons set like jewels in mounts. At the top and base of each window, blue and mottled white panels appear like clouds against the sky. The precision and regularity of these panels and cabochons present a marvelous foil for the brilliant, jewel-like tones of the central panels which explode in a burst of rich colors. Except the frame there are five main pieces of glass, each piece is mad up by many small pieces. The grass on the bottom right is Fluorescent green which have strong contrast with the the blue and pink flowers. The large pieces that make up the ground and sky are green and brown. Each piece has it’s unique colors. Even in one pice the color changed from top to bottom. Looking infant of it the hollyhock window with its large Bowers appears somber and dark, hinting that evening shadows lurk beyond the glassy surface. Those background let the white and red shins gracefully and quietly. Compare to the the peony window with its molded pink and white opalescent blooms and flowering tree which is spacious and full of movement and activity, the hollyhocks is beautiful in it’s own way, tranquil and peaceful. Like the fairy under the moon. As an image, it’s pleasure to look at. I believe that people who went to
Around each rectangular panel are bands of opalescent cabochons set like jewels in mounts. At the top and base of each window, blue and mottled white panels appear like clouds against the sky. The precision and regularity of these panels and cabochons present a marvelous foil for the brilliant, jewel-like tones of the central panels which explode in a burst of rich colors. Except the frame there are five main pieces of glass, each piece is mad up by many small pieces. The grass on the bottom right is Fluorescent green which have strong contrast with the the blue and pink flowers. The large pieces that make up the ground and sky are green and brown. Each piece has it’s unique colors. Even in one pice the color changed from top to bottom. Looking infant of it the hollyhock window with its large Bowers appears somber and dark, hinting that evening shadows lurk beyond the glassy surface. Those background let the white and red shins gracefully and quietly. Compare to the the peony window with its molded pink and white opalescent blooms and flowering tree which is spacious and full of movement and activity, the hollyhocks is beautiful in it’s own way, tranquil and peaceful. Like the fairy under the moon. As an image, it’s pleasure to look at. I believe that people who went to